The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 507 Alternative Uses of Tsukuyomi

A ninja's execution is never ambiguous.

As dawn broke, the Eighth Hokage of the Uchiha clan, his temples streaked with gray, squatted beside the wooden crates, prying open the heavy locks one by one.

The clicking sound was particularly clear in the quiet morning. The neatly bundled banknotes were piled up like a mountain, and the logistics ninja in charge of counting them moved his fingers quickly.

As they lined up to collect their orders, murmurs mingled: "This sum is enough to buy six months' worth of clothes for the village children... I hope we can return to Konoha soon... to see our families..."

Hope for the future barely dispelled the somber atmosphere in the camp.

The returning ninjas bent down to check their ninja tool bags, where kunai, shuriken, and explosive tags were arranged in order.

Many ninjas had a longing for their homeland and a sense of loss for their fallen comrades in their eyes.

Uchiha Sanfeng stood at the foot of the watchtower, holding a list of 3000 people to remain behind. This was clearly Fugaku Uchiha's arrangement; most of the Jonin who had distinguished themselves on the Iwagakure battlefield were included in the homecoming group.

He naturally understood Fugaku's deeper considerations: if the border garrison was too strong, Iwagaku and Kumogakure would definitely be on high alert and might increase their troop deployments, leading to a long-term standoff and affecting the intensity of the war between Iwagakure and Kumogakure; but if the force was too weak, it would become a target for the two countries to test each other.

Uchiha Mitsunori exhaled a breath of stale air, the cool breeze brushing against his cheek.

Neither provoking nor exposing its weaknesses, it silently guards this border like a lurking beast.

Seeing the Uchiha clan crests rising and falling among the crowd, Uchiha Sanfeng breathed a slight sigh of relief and raised his hand to summon five people.

"Uchiha Inahisa, Uchiha Ryuka, Uchiha Tetsuka, Kurama Tanaka, and Kazami Asuka, from today onwards, you are all promoted to battalion commanders, each leading six hundred men. Inahisa will be in charge of defense deployment... Ryuka will manage logistics and supplies... Tetsuka will lead intelligence gathering... Tanaka will coordinate surveillance... Asuka will lead reconnaissance and tracking... Make sure you each fulfill your duties and hold the camp!"

The five men knelt on one knee in unison to receive the order. The clanging of their armor was crisp and clean. Strands of hair fell across their foreheads, obscuring the solemnity in their eyes, but unable to conceal the fighting spirit emanating from them: "Your subordinates obey!"

Uchiha Inahisa was the first to stand up, placing her hand on the clan crest on her chest, and asked in a deep voice, "Chief, should the fortifications be built to wartime standards? Should we reserve counterattack routes?"

"According to wartime standards, three counterattack routes should be reserved to balance defense and evacuation." Sanfeng nodded in response.

Although the medical tents still retained a faint smell of herbs, the seriously injured had already returned to Konoha with the returning team to receive better treatment, and the atmosphere in the camp had finally become less oppressive.

Occasionally, one can hear the shouts of young ninjas practicing their ninjutsu, mixed with the crisp sounds of ninja tools clashing, adding a touch of vitality.

As the highest authority in the camp, the Uchiha Mitsuru never truly relaxed.

Every night, when the courtyard was completely silent, he would get up and push open the door to the west wing. This was his specially prepared training room, with fireproof talismans pasted on the walls, soundproof animal skin mats on the floor, and weighted stones for training piled in the corner.

He locked the wooden door of the training room, sat cross-legged on the animal skin cushion, and activated his Mangekyou Sharingan.

Crimson lines swirled rapidly beneath his eyes, gleaming with an eerie and unsettling light, and the illusionary world of Tsukuyomi instantly enveloped him.

The surrounding stone walls, talismans, and weighted stones in the corners all disappeared, leaving only an endless white space. Beneath his feet was a cold void, and the air was filled with the pure aura of chakra.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the world he controlled: he had to become stronger as soon as possible in order to protect this place and get rid of the Kaleidoscope's curse.

This is the wonderful use of his eye technique that he has been studying for days. In the world of Tsukuyomi, time and space are under his complete control. More importantly, there is an endless supply of chakra to draw upon. Even if the body is destroyed, it can be instantly rebuilt, which is equivalent to having an immortal body.

He took a deep breath, formed hand seals, and his chakra surged wildly within him. The pale purple Susanoo skeleton materialized from the void. When it first took shape, the weight of the skeleton made him tremble all over. The intense pain from the chakra backlash spread throughout his body along his meridians, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

He repeatedly activated Susanoo, from its initial fragmented skeletal form to its half-body form covered in hard armor, and then to its complete form wielding a longsword and carrying the Yasaka Magatama. Each time it condensed, he endured tearing pain, but he could also clearly feel the force of the Yasaka Magatama spinning in his palm, as well as the heavy feel of the Susanoo armor resisting attacks.

He even specially simulated Minato Namikaze's Rasengan and Kakashi's Chidori, gathering chakra at his fingertips and repeatedly dissecting the chakra circulation methods of the two ninjutsu. He combined Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation and Lightning Release: Lightning Blade into a combo, and then incorporated Wind Release chakra to enhance its power. He adjusted and practiced again and again until the moves were perfectly connected.

Every "death" in the illusionary world is an improvement in reality.

He once simulated a battle against a Jonin from Iwagakure. The opponent used Earth Release: Earth Flow Wall to trap him inside, and then used Earth Release: Earth Release Fist to smash him down, killing him on the spot.

The moment his consciousness returned, he immediately reviewed the tactics: "Next time, I should first use illusion to distract the opponent, and then break the deadlock with Susanoo's longsword."

After his rebirth, he immediately adjusted his fighting style and successfully defeated the simulated opponent. He also tried to develop new genjutsu for the Sharingan, failing hundreds of times. Each failure resulted in a backlash from the genjutsu, causing dizziness in his brain, but he never gave up.

Finally, after the 127th attempt, he was able to put his opponent into a brief state of unconsciousness with just a glance, making it easy to restrain several ninjas.

In just a few days, his combat power achieved a qualitative leap. Even the kaleidoscope pattern on his left eye became more profound than before, but it also revealed a trace of fatigue that was not easily detected.

However, this comes at a price. Every time I exit Tsukuyomi, my left eye feels a sharp pain, as if countless needles are pricking the nerves in my retina. My vision becomes increasingly blurry, and I sometimes experience double vision. I even have to blink hard to see the talismans on the walls of the training room.

He raised his hand and rubbed his swollen left eye hard. When he pressed his fingertips against his eyelid, he could clearly feel the nerve tremors and a slight burning sensation. The scarlet in his eye lingered for a long time.

The system's cold notification instantly flashed through my mind: [Main Quest: Find Uzumaki Megumi and raise her affinity to 100%. Quest Reward: Complete Uzumaki Sage Body.]

He clenched his fists. This was the only hope that could free him from the predicament of declining eyesight, and it was a task he had to complete. No matter the cost, he had to find Uzumaki Megumi.

He raised his hand to steady himself against the stone wall of the training room, and slowly walked into the courtyard. He looked up at the night sky, where moonlight filtered through the branches and leaves of the sea buckthorn, casting dappled light and shadow on the bluestone slabs.

Once the camp is stable, we will immediately head to Kusagakure Village, where there is a high probability that traces of the Uzumaki clan are hidden.

Three days later, the camp was completely in order and all departments were operating smoothly.

Uchiha Inahisa carried the patrol log into the courtyard of the Three Peaks, placed it on the wooden table in the main room, and wrote in neat handwriting, "No trace of Iwagakure or Kumogakure ninjas for three days, the border is peaceful."

Uchiha Mitsunori picked up the journal, quickly flipped through it, closed it, and said to Inahisa, "It's time to head to Kusagakure."

He turned around and took out a token engraved with the Uchiha clan crest from a wooden cabinet in the main room.

He handed over the talisman and instructed, "I'm taking the Uchiha clan to Kusagakure. You're in full charge of the camp. Keep a close eye on the border between Iwagakure and Kumogakure. If there's any unusual activity, immediately inject chakra into the talisman and I'll return as soon as possible."

He paused, then added, "If we encounter a strong enemy, prioritize defending the camp. Do not launch a rash counterattack; wait for me to return and provide support."

Uchiha Inahisa took the letter with both hands, solemnly put it in her bosom, pressed it against her chest to make sure the letter was secure, and then knelt on one knee.

"Sanfeng, rest assured, with me here, we will defend the camp and never let the enemy cross the line! Even if it costs us our lives, we will protect our brothers!"

Uchiha Mitsunori reached out to help him up, patted him on the shoulder, and said with eyes full of trust, "I believe in you."

At a command, 957 Uchiha ninjas quickly assembled in the camp square.

The black clan robes fluttered in the wind, and the ninja tool pouches at their waists were tightly pressed against their sides. Many people had subconsciously activated their Sharingan, and the scarlet light flickered sporadically in the crowd, like starlight in the dark night, exuding a chilling fighting spirit.

Uchiha Mitsunori stood at the front of the group, raised his hand and drew the ninja sword from his back. The blade gleamed coldly, reflecting his sharp, eagle-like gaze.

He brandished his ninja sword, his voice booming and cutting through the wind to every ninja's ears: "Let's go!"

The sound of orderly footsteps shattered the silence of the wasteland, like the dull beat of a drum, as they marched toward the village of Kusagakure.

As the procession moved forward, the chakra energy condensed into an invisible aura, startling even the birds along the way into taking flight.

Along the way, they encountered three groups of Kusagakure patrolling ninjas, each group consisting of only five or six people. It was clear that Kusagakure had relaxed its vigilance because the great battle had ended.

The first patrolling ninjas were leaning against a tree trunk chatting, playing with kunai in their hands, and muttering, "I can go home for dinner early today." Before they could react, the Uchiha ninjas launched the first attack.

Several powerful fireballs flew out from the group, the scorching flames instantly engulfing the vegetation. Amidst the billowing smoke, the Grass Village ninja was so terrified that he collapsed in a pool of blood before he even had a chance to form hand seals.

Uchiha Mitsunori walked at the front of the group, glancing at the corpses on the ground without pausing.

He knew that the answer he needed was hidden in Kusagakure, and that some members of the Uzumaki clan were there, but time was of the essence.

The two subsequent patrols of Grass Village ninja failed to cause any trouble and were quickly killed by Uchiha ninja.

The Uchiha group continued their rapid march towards Kusagakure... their steps never faltering...